Art's voice clearly came into everyone's ears, and everyone's face flashed with solemnity, they were going to the enemy's hinterland, which could be said to be quite a dangerous place.

In a place surrounded by enemies, if you don't do anything, you will die, and you have to be careful about all this.

"Everyone, you don't have to be too cautious, this treasure I have can change into the size of dust, even a Saint-level professional can't detect it!"

Art sneered, full of confidence, he had fully understood the strength of the Tower of Babel when he comprehended the meaning of Babel, such a powerful holy weapon was definitely not something that a group of ninth-order professionals could discover.

Just as Art was communicating with the people in the Tower of Babel, the outside world unknowingly walked over a few ninth-order professionals.

"Someone's coming!" In the space of the Tower of Babel, Yate underestimated violently, the whole person was a little cold, and his mind moved slightly, and he controlled the Tower of Babel, which turned into the size of dust, and fell on the body of one of the several people who came.

After more than half an hour of advancement, these professionals soon came to a position about a hundred miles away from the Tianyan Special Rank Nobles and stopped.

At the same time, one of the people in the group turned back, apparently to report the news.

"Everyone, prepare, their army will arrive soon!" Art's face leaked obvious solemnity, and he said to everyone.

"Good!" Everyone should be in the Tower of Babel.

After nearly an hour, there was a faint sound from outside, and through the Tower of Babel, he could clearly see a group of professionals on the edge in the distance.

There were nearly two hundred professionals in this team, and according to Art's perceptual retrospective exploration through the Tower of Babel, there were 118 of them whose aura was at the ninth order.

Soon, the group reached the vanguard that had been sent out.

Then. The man attached to the Tower of Babel took two steps forward, walked in front of the leader of the group, and saluted beautifully.

"Report to Lord Wright, we have reached the territory of the Tianyan Special Noble in the first hundred miles or so, what should we do now?"

The leader was a strong man with a height of eight feet, and his whole body exuded a strong aura. He is at the level of a sub-saint and is obviously a very important figure in the crusade team.

"Nonsense, of course, let's set up camp as soon as possible, let our people breathe as soon as possible, according to our investigation, the Tianyan special nobles have already subdued four special nobles, and their strength should not be underestimated, even if we have crushing strength, we must be careful of capsizing in the gutter" Wright shouted wildly. Without the slightest carelessness.

Hearing this, the corners of the mouths of several ninth-order professionals in front of Wright all vaguely floated with a trace of disdain, what did the four special nobles have calculated? It was just an ordinary commodity among the special nobles, they were all united in the crusade team, and any one family alone was stronger than the four of them combined, not to mention that so many families were united together.

However, Yat's eyes in the Tower of Babel shrank fiercely, if the leader of the crusade team had such a mentality, it would undoubtedly be a great hindrance to them.

"What's the matter, Lord Art?" immediately asked in confusion when he saw Art's appearance.

In addition to comprehending the meaning of the heavens. and successfully activated the Tower of Babel's Art, and no one else could extend the Tower of Babel with their minds. He couldn't control the direction of the Tower of Babel, so he naturally didn't know what was going on in the outside world.

"Nothing. Art shook his head and didn't say anything, although these people are all dead soldiers and are not afraid of death, it does not mean that the fighting spirit will not collapse. So try to let them know as little as possible about these negative things.

For the rest of the day, the entire raiding party stopped a hundred miles or so from the Exile and began to set up camp.

When everything was arranged, the man attached to the Tower of Babel returned to his tent.

Late at night, I don't know why, this night was even deeper than usual.

A bolt of lightning shot out of Art's eyes. The moon is dark and the wind is high, and when he kills people and sets fires, it seems that God is helping him.

"Alright, everyone prepare, now that we have reached the enemy's hinterland, in 2 hours, we will move!" Art turned his head and said to the crowd behind him.

"Good!" Everyone greeted each other in unison, and everyone took out their own enchanted weapons, with an expression of readiness.

Two hours later, at almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, four professionals were sleeping soundly in the not spacious tent, when suddenly a faint light lit up on the lap of one of them.

Then, in the tent, more than 40 professionals suddenly appeared, and the enchanted weapons in their hands shone brightly, and they smashed into the surrounding people in an instant.

These skills are all extremely restrained by them, and it can be said that they are basically close to silence, and under the cover of the tent, presumably no one else will find anything.

On average, the attacks of every ten ninth-order professionals fell on the body of one professional, and the four ninth-order professionals who were attacked were killed almost while they were still asleep.

"Go, don't resist, I'll take you back into the space again!" This time there are four people missing, and it must soon attract the attention of others. Art whispered to everyone, and immediately everyone's whole body relaxed.

Then the golden light flashed, and the figures of Art and the others immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Great, we killed four ninth-order professionals!" As soon as he returned to the space, someone immediately roared in surprise.

If it were in peacetime, they would definitely not have such emotions, but now that the two armies are fighting, even a slight decrease in the strength of the other side will affect the situation.

"Of the 118 ninth-order professionals, we have already killed four, everyone adjust slightly and prepare for the next wave!" Seeing everyone's delight, Art shook his head and said to everyone.

Presumably, reducing the aura of four ninth-order professionals at one time will definitely attract a lot of masters to check it out, and you can start the second wave of harvesting!

As Art expected, as soon as they hid in the space, there were several sounds of breaking the sky outside the pitch-black tent.

Ya deliberately read through the Tower of Babel, carefully perceiving the surroundings, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face was difficult to see.

"Five professionals, among them are four Yasheng, and one is a ninth-order peak professional?" Art said to himself in shock, this combat power should be the strongest five people in the crusade team!

Outside the Tower of Babel, the faces of the five people who rushed over were also quite ugly, the five of them were the five strongest members of the crusade team, and they were responsible for guarding and monitoring according to the agreement. (To be continued.) )